Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"Siesta! Let me hear your voices!"

Along with the host's voice came waves of cheers.

Amiya looked at the venue with excitement. To be honest, it was the first time she had ever seen such a peaceful and lively scene.

In the past, the only time such a massive crowd could be seen was during a civil war.

But that memory wasn't so pleasant.

Caught up in the enthusiastic atmosphere, she couldn't help but raise her hand and cheer along with tens of thousands of others.

"No matter your race or city, starting today, abandon your identity and forget all your troubles!"

"The Obsidian Festival needs everyone's participation and involvement!!"

"Raise each of your hands as high as you can so I can see each and every one of you!"

"It's so lively, Doctor!" Amiya said excitedly, her face flushed, as she grabbed the Doctor's hand.

"Don't rush, don't rush," the doctor said helplessly, "This is just the beginning."

The host on stage was still trying to create a lively atmosphere.

"As usual, we will also select our Obsidian Festival's most popular artist this year, so don't forget to vote for your favorite music artist while you're having fun."

"Attention! You only have one chance to make a choice, and the result of the choice cannot be changed."

"But please don't worry, the voting results will not affect the rewards you receive. As long as you make a choice and complete all the milestone tasks, you will receive the corresponding milestone rewards!"

So please don't hesitate, cast your precious vote for your favorite artist!

"Let's go," as the opening ceremony gradually came to a close, the surging crowd dispersed instantly, passing through the streets and alleys, heading to different locations in Siesta.

Here at the Obsidian Music Festival, everyone can find their favorite musicians.

Whether it's jazz, rock, pop, or folk music, you can find it all.

Most of the participants also had their own goals.

"Let's go!" Amiya excitedly grabbed the Doctor's hand, and the two girls ran aimlessly with the crowd toward the unknown distance.

at the same time.

"The sample data from the volcano monitoring station has been retrieved. Please take a look."

A richly dressed young lady did not blend into the joyful atmosphere of Siesta; instead, she frowned and spoke about something.

"The people over there said that the temperature of the sample has not exceeded the highest temperature this year, and it is much lower than the peak of the past three years. The steam conditions are also normal."

"so......"

"So what?" the woman on the other end of the call asked softly.

Ceylon, the mayor of Siesta, frowned. "Although the method is a bit rudimentary, the samples I have are clearly problematic. At that time last year, the volcano was already in a very dangerous condition."

"Miss Ceylon, please calm down," the female voice on the other end of the line said helplessly.

"No one will believe you if you just talk the talk."

"After all, Siesta has a dedicated messenger of natural disasters. He has served the city for many years and has predicted the occurrence of natural disasters."

"And now, he hasn't said anything."

“Even if you are a young lady, but…”

The woman on the other end of the phone hesitated.

But the meaning is already very clear.

The opinion of a young lady who studies away from home all year round is not very important, especially at this time.

Unfortunately, her father, whom she could talk to the most, was no longer in the city.

Obsidian Music Festival is Siesta's signature event, contributing countless revenues to the company every year.

If a natural disaster were to occur at this time... then the outcome would be predictable.

On this land, people fear the existence of natural disasters.

Even if the crowd is successfully evacuated, Siesta's reputation will certainly suffer.

Therefore, the result is obvious.

“Miss Ceylon, I must remind you,” the woman’s voice said softly, “that the city hall has a special agency to deal with volcanic eruptions.”

"And in their reports, the volcano has remained stable."

“But that’s not what all the knowledge I’ve learned has taught me,” Ceylon took a deep breath.

"There's something wrong with that data."

"Are you accusing the city hall's surveillance team, or rather, Mr. Cronin?"

"Kronin..."

Upon hearing the name, Ceylon fell silent for a moment, then recalled that familiar face.

"In short, I will seek the truth in my own way."

"Miss? Miss? Please don't be impulsive! Listen to me, Miss..."

The young lady of Siesta hung up the communication and made a rash decision.

"The current phenomenon cannot be explained by the professional knowledge I have learned. If I cannot get the correct report through the people in the institution, I have to rely on outsiders."

Looking at the communicator in her hand, Miss Ceylon muttered to herself, "The situation is relatively stable now, we still have time. Could we spend some time finding professionals among these tourists?"

To be honest, this decision was like a desperate attempt to find a cure.

But there was nothing that could be done.

The so-called "having some time" is really just psychological comfort.

Perhaps a few more days? Or a few weeks?

However, it is impossible to have a professional organization measure the data before drawing conclusions.

Ceylon can only pin its hopes on the fact that some of the people attending the music festival are also professionals in the field.

Of course, it was just a last resort.

While Ceylon was worrying about the fate of the city, the people of Siesta were unaware of what was about to happen.

"Dear traveler, welcome to Siesta during the annual Obsidian Festival."

"Since you've chosen to vacation and escape the summer heat in our Siesta, this city will definitely not disappoint you!"

The announcer's sweet voice came through the radio.

"And this year, Siesta has more than just azure seas, skies, sunshine, and beaches; it also hosts the grand Obsidian Festival!"

"During the two-week Obsidian Festival, in addition to food and entertainment, there are all kinds of entertainment activities open all day long, as well as our grandest citywide music festival!"

The broadcast continued, but Ceylon couldn't wait any longer.

She looked at the surging crowds on the street, people who had no idea what they were about to face.

Under the scorching summer sun, Ceylon felt as if the lively crowd before her was a group of charred corpses buried in a sea of ​​fire. Their joyful smiles were like murderous grins in her eyes. They reached out to her, and pieces of their dry, charred skin peeled off, revealing bright red flesh and piles of white bones underneath.

Under the scorching summer sun, Ceylon was sweating profusely.

Absolutely not...

She lowered her head and hurried toward her destination.

We absolutely cannot let Siesta, our hometown, the city for which my father dedicated his life, perish in a sea of ​​fire.

-

While the Doctor and Amiya were busy traveling around Ceylon, they were happily strolling through a music festival.

Even though they also knew that there was a problem with the Siesta volcano, and even knew about it before Ceylon, they weren't worried at all.

With a super fighter like Xia Yu by his side, even when facing the Emperor of Ursus, the Doctor felt confident enough to put his feet up on the negotiating table in front of both sides.

He questioned the emperor, "How many army groups do you have?"

So they weren't worried at all.

"In the Civic Square, the 'rock party' and the unlimited supply of Siesta's own brewery beer are the absolute stars!"

The doctor was somewhat intrigued upon hearing this.

"Want to enjoy some soothing music? Head to the plaza in front of the Hermann Hotel on Second Avenue, a true jazz paradise."

Amiya's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Upon seeing this, the doctor immediately led her towards the jazz concert.

“Garrison’s Playground, located at the foot of a volcano in the east of the city, continues to be open 24 hours a day and free of charge, while also building the city’s largest music stage.”

Even though the two already had a goal, the broadcast continued, offering guidance to those who had come to the city unprepared.

"In addition to the daily performances, we also welcome many mystery guests, which is an event that you absolutely cannot miss if you love rap culture."

"While celebrating, everyone should also pay attention to the weather."

"Today's temperature reached 36 degrees Celsius, making it the hottest day since the start of summer. Please take precautions against sun exposure and heatstroke when going out."